It should be awkward, being around you
Considering I know you like me, and I don’t know what I feel
But it’s kind of nice, when you put your arms around me
To be touched for once and not treated like an outcast
I’m not sure how I’m supposed to feel, and my trust is gone
I don’t trust men after what happened to me
But when Sydney told you this, you shrugged
You said “But I can try to woo her, can’t I?”
Its kind of made me feel nice
What am I supposed to feel? I’m struggling enough
With coming out of the closet about who I really am..
You explored your heart dear, it’s definately a rich piece. Congs!